Dr Rorret was sitting in his chair at his rocket, shame was the only thing he could feel.
Today, just some minutes ago, he had been defeated once again, and not by an army, or a team or anything like that.

He have been defeated by one pony, let that sink in, reader, all his laboratory, filled with guards, traps, lasers, and an expensive female voice that announces Auto-destruction with countdown included, all of it could not stop ONE pony from destroying his dreams..

But it wasn't anypony, oh no, it was the most cliche, stupidly talented, totally predictable secret agent in history.

It was Poindexter, the secret agent.

Literally nothing worked against him, not the pool with crocodiles, nor the electric eels, or the laser pointing at him slowly while nobody was paying attention! That was supposed to be the impossible to beat challenge!

How is that possible, you might ask?

Well, Dr Rorret didn't know, he had tried those things multiples times, but the ending was always the same, he escaped in his little rocket, planning on how to make his work and mind be admired by the entire world another time.

But he knew he wouldn't be young forever...

“What if I change of strategy,-”Asked the scientific to himself ”-Who knows, maybe revealing my secret plans out loud its not the smartest of ideas.”

Before he could make more conclusions, a figure popped in his windshield made of glass, he might not be able to pilot now, so he set it on auto pilot by pressing random buttons that he hoped might work.

The figure was a pony whose color or body built could not be detected because of its robes, however, a horn was visible at the top of its head.

“Hello Dr.Rorret, if i'm not mistaken.” Greeted the figure, its voice was distorted to hide its identity.

Dr Rorret was confused, to say the least. a strange pony, hopefully a fan, interrupted his thinking session by sending him a call.

How did he knew his location, number, or well….anything!?

Dr Rorret was a pony that worked silently, half a year he collected money, half a year he prepared a plan, never leaving evidence or witnesses. He had lots of secret bank accounts, he knew a minions company, a traps company, a assasins company (Assassins never worked, anyway), and tons more of useful facilities.

In conclusion, Dr Rorret was a professional in his work (well… except for THAT agent issue), but now this strangers showed the opposite, which only depressed him more.

And so, he started crying.

“Go on, laugh, I know you want to, I would in your position”-Those weak, pathetic words where the only answer Dr Rorret gave to his strange host.

“Please, Dr Rorret, its killing me to see you like that, I'm an admirer of your work in the areas of science” Replied the figure.

Hearing this, Dr Rorret lifted his face to see the windshield, where the figure was showing itself, but still sadness was shown in his face expression.

“Go on,” He softly replied.

“ I have been watching you in the last months,doctor. I have see you work very hard to buy that island, I have see you preparing that formula, preparing your laboratory, just to be defeated by a predictable agent, called Poindexter if i'm not mistaken?”

“Yes, agent 700. He always does that to my plans. I don't deserve to be called a stallion of science anymore” Said the doctor “After this encounter, I think I will just start minor thinks… Who knows? Maybe robbing banks?” He showed a mournful expression.

“And waste that brilliant mind of yours? I don't think so Dr Rorret. This is what is going to happen: Right now, that rocket full of annoying and loud buttons of yours is being leaded to my headquarter, there I will show you the installations. You will possess free will to investigate and do as much research as you please, don't worry about the money, I will provide whatever is needed. You will finally be able to take revenge over that agent!”

Dr Rorret was now showing nothing, his face and body were strained, he was still processing that bomb of information.
Seconds later, he responded with a genuine smile planted in his face.

“You would do that? For me? Why?”

“I'm a unicorn with a good heart, I feel the suffering of other ponies is also mine.
Besides, in the end of the day, your inventions and success will also mean my success… in profit and fame, i'm very sure, Dr Rorret, that in the end of the day, you will be more of a help than a bother to my facilities”

Dr Rorret was crying once again, but this time his tears were made of pure happiness, he had another chance, and this time, things were going to be different.

“Thank you so much, so so much!” He said before kissing the screen

“Emm, Dr Rorret…”

“So, so much”

“Dr Rorret!!!”

“Yes, my favourite stranger?”

“Your rocket is about to arrive, listen clear, because we don't have much time. You will pass over a apple trees plantation, there you will count to three and you will jump outside with the parachute that is in your rocket, a special gift I left you. Then, you will see a hole opening in that farm, land there, and whatever happens, don't...”

The communication stopped suddenly, and now Dr Rorret could see a plantation from his rocket….AN APPLE TREES ONE.

“OH crap, its time!”
The science pony stood up and fastly searched for his gift, and he found that there was a backpack he did not see in previous moments in his rocket.Everything was going perfect...but still, there was something in particular that that strange figure wanted to tell him, but the communication failed.

Anyway, Dr Rorret didn't have time to guess, so he opened the door, counted to three...and he launched himself out of the rocket.

As we was falling, he saw a hole in the ground that leaded to darkness, a typical headquarter!

He was exultant, finally things were on his side!

Until he remembered he should have took the parachute…

“No! This can't be happening!”

Now Dr Rorret realized his horrible, and at the same stupid mistake, now everything was lost, and what a bad way to end his days, smashed against apple trees!

Finally, he imagined another villains talking about him as a dumb pony, not of his achievements...just like in school.
“Hey, you remember Dr Rorret? I heard he died because he didn't remember to use a parachute, what a freak right?”

“When is this fall going to end!?” Shouted the doctor, looking at the blue sky.

Just as he said that, he landed in a soft surface, one hundred times better than the average pillow.

“ I told you he would forget the parachute” Said a voice.

Author's Note

Ha!
Second chapter is here! (finally)
Did someone believed I was actually going to keep this story? Because I am.
Please people, comments and critics are my food. Give me some.
And please inform me of any errors, I want to improve.